Panties, Yes

Cynthia's husband's interest in panties makes me wonder if his lust grew from that I enjoyed as a teenager making out with pretty young girls in the front seat of our family car.

A particularly beautiful dark haired brunette I will call Cynthia got to liking so much our front seat activities that each weekend that we dated, she only wanted to go somewhere and make out.

So that's what we did for hours on end with the windows steamed full and the old family car smelling deliciously of hot young girl's cum.

Cynthia loved for me to get her off over and over again with her panties on. After about a dozen such orgasms she would then take off her soaked panties and pass them to me. She liked me to ah...how can I say this...go down on them. I loved it. I loved the aroma of her sweet pussy juice. She would laugh and rub them all over my face and chin, then insist that I unzip, lay back while she watched closely as I used them around my cock to masturbate.

Just before I held my breath and stiffened all over to shoot...she would pull my hand away, thrust her stiff hot tongue in my mouth and fuck me hard with it as she jacked me off. Her hand rubbed up and down vigorously, then clamped on the base of my penis, almost stopping my orgasm at its best, then dragging out the intensely heavy throbbing, dragging the orgasm out to incredible length. All I could do was suck hard on her tongue and shoot my thick hot boy come all over us and the dashboard. Cynthia said she would cum without even touching herself then. It always made her wild. Her thighs were dripping with her cum.

Oh, how she loved it. She immediately set about getting me excited enough for us to do it again. I could barely make it through a third cum. But Cyn with her cum-soaked panties under my nose knew how to get the best out of me.

Today, just the feel of nylon panties with a girl's cum soaking the crotch almost makes me shoot off in my pants!

Thank you, Cynthia.